Admission Is A Waste Of Time Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“Justice is a luxury, Hannah Blacken. One I cannot afford.” The secretary appeared at the door. “Senator, your next appointment—” “Yes,” he said, already turning away from me. “Escort her out.” Strike three. By the end of the second week, I was exhausted. I sat on the edge of the bed in Adam’s room, my shoes kicked off, my hair loose around my shoulders, staring blankly at the wall. “They all said no,” I whispered. Adam was leaning against the headboard, laptop balanced on his thighs. He looked up instantly. “All of them?”

[Content Warning: Beginning in Chapter 50, this story enters a darker and more emotionally intense arc. These chapters include depictions of psychological distress, coercion, forced abortion, emotional trauma, and themes of loss, manipulation, and powerlessness. The content is raw and may be deeply upsetting. Please read with caution and prioritize your mental and emotional well-being.] Chapter 50: Beyond Adrian had been silent for a long time. After Valerian left, after the brutal beating that left him battered and barely breathing on the cold floor, he had stopped screaming. Stopped struggling. He just sat there.

One final line appeared: > SUBJECT 05 — IDENTITY CONFIRMED And beneath it, one name. ADAM Adam froze. He looked at Andre. Adam: “But... I’m Subject 01.” Andre answered: > “That’s what you believed.” Then every light went out. And in the darkness, Soukania’s voice came through the speakers one final time: > “Adam... don’t trust even yourself.” End of Chapter 18.

I take mine and make my way to a little coffee shop in the square. After purchasing an ice coffee, I take a seat at an unoccupied table. Digging out the envelope, I take out the letter with the directions on what to do next. Seeing that I have to go to the admissions building to get my dorm key. I took out the map of the campus. Sitting there I look around at all the Alphas walking with their Alpha teams. You know their Beta and Gammas. All of them with their huge muscles and beauty walking around with their noses stuck up in the air. While I sit here getting ignored because I’m a skinny nerdy nobody. I sigh as I get up and make my way across the campus to the administrative building.

He said the last part closely to my ear, which sent a tingle to my stomach. He left to the bathroom to take a shower. I went back to the living room and sat with Adam thinking about everything. God.. what did I do. I gave in so fast. Stupid Callie stupid! But he started it. I only moaned, which shouldn't have happened. * * * Sorry guys it is a small chapter. I hope you like this chapter! Please vote, comment, and share! Thanks D, Word Count: 1172

Would you mind lending a hand? She gapes at me for a minute before she lets out an exhausted sigh and goes about. Ignoring her existence, I bury my nose under the book again. The first three paragraphs are a bullshit sort of introduction. ‘The Basics’; promises about unreachable standards I’d reach, the kind of work I’d end up writing and Yada, Yada, Yadaaaaaaaa.

“Voluntary admission. The records say he came in alone.” I gripped the edge of my desk. “Give me the address.” She hesitated. “Mr. Cross ” “Now.” The drive out of the city was long and quiet. The farther I got, the heavier the air felt like the universe was warning me not to expect redemption. When I reached the clinic, the receptionist looked up as I walked in. “I’m here to see Adrian Hale,” I said. She scanned her computer. “He’s not accepting visitors.” I placed my card on the counter. “He’ll see me.”

"My assistant says you have something relevant to our exposure." He paused, and when he continued his voice carried the weight of a man who had been in enough rooms to know when someone was about to waste his time. "I will be disappointed if you're hoping to beg me for help." It sounded like what it was: a test and a warning simultaneously. He already knew about the siege and therefore already knew about Adam. The fourteen minutes hadn't been waiting time. They had been for preparation. Adam took exactly one second to register this, file it, and adjust accordingly.

Let’s see how he handles losing everything. ********************* AUTHOR’S NOTE Thank you so much for reading this chapter! Your time and support mean the world to me. Every like, comment, and share keeps this story alive and inspires me to keep writing. I love hearing your thoughts, so don’t be shy tell me what you think about Adam finally stepping into the messy world of humans. Do you think he’s making the right choice by getting involved? Or should he have stuck to his promise and stayed away? I’m excited to hear your opinions!

Ever since I was little, my parents taught me one thing: Time is money. You should never waste someone else’s time. So starting when I was six, they gave me exactly three hours of family time every month. Parent-teacher conferences cost forty minutes. Taking me to the doctor cost an hour. Even birthday dinners were timed. When I was twelve, I got appendicitis in the middle of the night. My surgery was delayed, and Mom ended up staying at the hospital forty minutes longer than she was supposed to. When I woke up, she even reached over and stroked my hair. For a moment, I thought maybe being sick was an exception. The next month, my allowance never came. At lunch, I stared at the $